The petite body was shrouded in a black shadow in an instant, and the gentle kiss was touched away, Qi Moxuan licked his thin lips a little dissatisfied, but Han Yao still had no intention of waking up.

I haven't reacted yet, it seems that I have to take care of her in the future, otherwise I will have nowhere to cry if I am taken away that day.

The kiss fell on the corner of Han Yao's eyes again, although he was a little unbearable, but he still woke up Han Yao gently.

The closed eyes opened, still a little confused, and the hair was a little scattered behind the head, and he hadn't recovered from his sleepiness yet, and sat on the sofa looking at Qi Moxuan who was squatting in front of him.

has faded away from the noble alienation on weekdays, and the current cold and cute makes Qi Moxuan want to hug him in his arms.

A person who is awakened from a deep sleep is in the same state as a drunk person, and it is obvious that the same is true of the current Han Yao, without those disguises, Han Yao subconsciously seeks support and comfort.

Obviously, before his eyes were fully opened, he stretched out his hands towards Qi Moxuan, and said in a sweet and coquettish tone, "Hug." ”

Qi Moxuan's heart softened in an instant, even if he was asked to die now, I am afraid he would be willing, he now finally understood why the faint monarch was reluctant to go to court in ancient times.

If the person who caused chaos in the dynasty died, he would also be willing to be a faint king.

Qi Moxuan stretched out his hand to hold the person in his arms, the person in his arms was as soft as a puddle of water, and the two slender legs were wrapped around his waist, Qi Moxuan couldn't control it almost instantly, and the fire in his body began to burn wantonly.

Swallowing his saliva, he tried to control the idea of throwing the person in his arms into his arms, and hugged Han Yao to the dining table.

But when he came into contact with the cold bench, Han Yao didn't want to get off Qi Moxuan's body, his legs grabbed Qi Moxuan's waist tightly, and his body began to shake restlessly.

With resentment, "I don't want to go down." ”

"Okay, okay, no, I'll hold you," the doting tone, although there was some helplessness on the face, but the eyes were slowly doting.

Holding the person in his arms, carefully protecting the right shoulder of Han Yao's hand, and feeding the food to Han Yao one bite at a time, Han Yao leaned on Qi Moxuan's arms, and the whole person still wanted to sleep or not, but he subconsciously chewed the food in his mouth.

When he was almost finished, Han Yao shook his head, "I'm full, I won't eat," and he didn't want to speak again.

The rice in the bowl was only half a bowl, and Qi Moxuan tried to bring what Han Yao liked to her mouth, but Han Yao said nothing and didn't want to speak again, like a child with a temper.

For Qi Moxuan, the person in his arms was extremely light, so light that he had no weight, and his waist was so slender that he could easily wrap it around with one hand, plus he stayed in the hospital for a few days, and his body was even more thin because he didn't have any flesh.

"One more bite, just one bite," said the tone of discussion.

Han Yao didn't even look at it, so he buried his face in Qi Moxuan's arms, and the crisp breath from the tip of his nose made Han Yao rub Qi Moxuan's neck comfortably.

Feeling the warm breath on his neck, Qi Moxuan knew that he couldn't persuade his consciousness, and he had to take his time, Han Yao was still lying in Qi Moxuan's arms, and he could only hold Han Yao with one hand, and with the other hand, he filled his stomach with the leftover rice that Han Yao had eaten.

In order to coax people before, the food on the dinner table was almost cold, but Qi Moxuan ate exceptionally happily.

The person in his arms was already asleep again, and Qi Moxuan carefully carried the person upstairs.

The sky has completely darkened, with the light in the corridor, Qi Moxuan put the person on the bed, the light blue futon, the room is full of simple and fresh decoration, there are small potted plants on the balcony, and there are open books and teacups on the bedside table, and you can see the small garden downstairs at a glance from the window.

Even though no one has entered the room for a few days, it still has a warm atmosphere of life, which makes Qi Moxuan feel more like belonging than the cold mansion.

Outside the window, the moon had risen, and the soft moonlight sprinkled in the bedroom.

Looking at the person sleeping peacefully on the bed, Qi Moxuan reached out and touched his heart, and the cold aura around his body dissipated, "Good night," with a kiss of affection fell on the corner of Han Yao's forehead.

Qi Moxuan left the bedroom on tiptoe and softly closed the door, and I fell into darkness again.

In the dark bedroom, the corners of the sleeping Hanyao's mouth rose.

The next morning, Han Yao was awakened by a burst of fragrance, it was milk and cereal, an excellent combination, the rich wheat fragrance woke up the worms in Han Yao's stomach.

After a quick wash, Han Yao couldn't wait to go downstairs in his slippers.

In the kitchen, Qi Moxuan skillfully put the cooked cereal into a bowl, and Han Yao kept looking at the kitchen door.

Qi Moxuan turned his head and smiled at the greedy look on his face, "It'll be fine soon, you go out and wait first." ”

"Okay," Han Yao very consciously took the tableware of the two of them, sat at the dining table like a good baby, and waited for Qi Moxuan's feeding.

As the marshal of Huacheng, he is indeed washing his hands and making soup for a woman, maybe it will seem very shameless or incredible to outsiders, but Qi Moxuan likes such days very much.

You can taste your beloved cook every day, watching her eat the breakfast she prepared with satisfaction, every expression of enjoyment, and the eyes of approval Qi Moxuan's heart seems to be filled with honey, and happiness blooms in her heart like a flower, and it will never wither again.

As soon as Han Yao tasted it, his eyes lit up instantly, it was really delicious!

Looking at the bowl at the bottom, Han Yao covered his mouth and burped, and touched his round belly.

"I'll wash the dishes," Qi Moxuan picked up the empty bowl on the table and prepared to take it to the kitchen.

Although Qi Moxuan was going to live in by himself, but seeing him preparing breakfast for himself, and now he had to wash the dishes, Han Yao felt a little embarrassed no matter how thick-skinned he was, "Why don't I wash it." ”

Han Yao stepped forward as if taking the bowl in Qi Moxuan's hand, but he took a step back to avoid it, "The injury on your shoulder is not healed yet, I'll just come to this kind of thing." ”

"But....." Han Yao bit his lower lip, "how embarrassing this is, how can you say that you are also a guest." ”

Qi Moxuan chuckled, his eyes narrowed slightly, but with this hint of danger, he put the bowl in his hand aside, and reached out to wrap his hand around Han Yao's waist, Han Yao was startled, the heat in front of you suddenly changed your appearance, Han Yao subconsciously wanted to leave, but the arm around his waist tightened and took Han Yao into Qi Moxuan's arms.

"Do you really not know that I'm pursuing you, or do you pretend not to know?"

Obviously, he has done it so obviously, if he were to change to those women outside, I am afraid that he would have been unable to restrain himself from pounced, only his untimely death, he obviously understands everything, but he can still face himself every day as if nothing happened.

Han Yao subconsciously rejected Qi Moxuan's embrace, and every time he faced him, he couldn't help but think of Bai Zheyu, the person who had accompanied him all his life, from a teenager to a white head, and he tried hard to forget him, but he still couldn't help but think of his face again.

Han Yao sighed softly and didn't speak, but the arms hanging down to his side hugged Qi Moxuan's waist.

Silent answer.